Someday, he'd love to try experimenting with trying to not immediately follow Azwel over the edge as soon as he comes when they're joined like this. He's curious to know if it's even possible to resist that burst of energy inside of him, the way the sensation is both physical and not at the same time. But that day is not today and his nails gouge into Azwel's back with how he clenches them against him when he follows him over the edge.
The pain is temporary, though. The release of his own energy heals as it goes, since that's the last thing he'd used it for, the thing they'd started with. Azwel's going to come back to himself to discover every hurt on him that's possible for magic to heal has been healed and he's clean besides, though covered with a thin layer of slight dampness everywhere, like he'd been lightly misted near a waterfall.
He's always a bit offline in the aftermath, moreso when it's magic, and there's an answering, soft noise from him, worn out and contented.
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Date: 2020-08-21 04:00 am (UTC)The pain is temporary, though. The release of his own energy heals as it goes, since that's the last thing he'd used it for, the thing they'd started with. Azwel's going to come back to himself to discover every hurt on him that's possible for magic to heal has been healed and he's clean besides, though covered with a thin layer of slight dampness everywhere, like he'd been lightly misted near a waterfall.
He's always a bit offline in the aftermath, moreso when it's magic, and there's an answering, soft noise from him, worn out and contented.